Last week I went to see the horsies.

They were tall and green.

Wait! No…

That was still the grass.

Anyway, these horsies were big.

And they had big butts.

We met one I dubbed “The oh Big Butt one”.

‘Cause it had a big butt.

Indeed.

Anyway, The oh Big Butt one sat down in front of us.

A low wall was separating him from us, sooo…

That’s how we found out about his big butt.

…Indeed.

So, yeah.

On horsies’ place we tried to eat a machito.

But flies decided to join the party too.

There were like one hundred.

…Indeed.


So, yep.

That’s not the story.


The story is that I’m now the “oh Great One”.

‘Cause I now got my own kids and all.

I’d probably like to twist the necks of a few of them.

Nevertheless, they’re not all that bad.
They suck at English, though.

Which is good, otherwise I’d probably be facing some serious wrath.


Anyway, the story here today is that I was busy.

Thus I was unable to reply.

So, even though at first no questions had been sent.

Now I got two lagging from behind.


Today I’ve totaled three questions.

Which you shall see in a little while.


‘Cause now I’m starting just the first one.

And I hope that it’ll be truly worthwhile.


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Sooo, first question of the day.

Dear JH-Kael,

Regarding to your question sent on Mt. Vesubius’s eruption day (August 24) as you so say, which goes something like this:


How come a "sheepy" sky is a sign of rain?


I have to say one thing:

Hi guys!

I’m teacher Greki!

And I specialize in the truly hidden art of…

Sheepy clouds.

…Anyway.

Traslucidus or vertebratus.

…

Humilis or mammatus.

…

Or mediocris…

…

Those are clouds that do exist.

….But couldn’t find, for the life of me, any sheepyris or sheepyratus.

But you showed me a pic, though… sooo…

You see, the sky is one big moody thing.

Suddenly it’s all shiny and happy!

And just like that it’s all covered up in …

Errr…

Rain clouds.

If you know what I mean…


Anyway, I’m no boy scout.

I can only tell if it’s going to rain if I smell wet dog.

But by then…

It is already raining, so…

Yep.

Thanks for the question!

Have fun!

Greki

 

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Dear Anonymous #1,

Regarding to your question sent on the International Day of the Disappeared (August 30), which goes something like this:


Why’s the novel called “The Three Musketeers”?
Last time I counted they were four.


And so I shall respond:

Well, my dear anonymous friend, the three musketeers are called that way because…

Indeed, there were just three musketeers.

You see, d’Artagnan was just kind of the pulex irritans of the trio.

Athos, Porthos and Aramis were the true musketeer dudettes.

…

Oh… yeah.

I meant dudes.

Yep.

Anyway…

In truth there were like thousands of musketeers.

They reached far and wide.

Even in China.

Anyway, curious thing about musketeers is that their trademark weapons were not swords…

They were muskets.

How come the musketeers always used swords?

Dunno.

Ask the dudes who invented them.

Anyway, I answered your question so...

See ya!

Thanks!

Take care!

Buh-bye!

Good luck!

Sayonara!

Ext!

Greki

 

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Dear Anonymous #2,

Regarding to your question sent on eBay’s foundation day (Sep 3), which goes like this:


Who used the first Jolly Roger?


I have to say one thing:

Dude, I had no idea what a Jolly Roger was.

Anyway, there was this guy named Bartholomew,

whom we shall dub Mew for the sake of a non-existent friendship,

who was a pirate.

Mew was supposed to have been better than Blackbeard or Kidd.

If you’re pirate savvy, then you should know he was absolute best buds with Morgan.

And together they wrote the pirates’ code even though Morgan was dead by the time Mew became six.

Yeah.

So Mew and another guy (Spriggs) wore the Jolly Roger in their prides.

That’s the story.

Thanks for the question!

Have fun!

Greki